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After the two of them left, Wang Dachui's little house began to get busy. Shang Qian gave Wu Wu who had his tendons severed a simple treatment, wiping the sweat off his forehead, he said: "No, the equipment here is not enough, I am unable to repair his tendons."

Shu Xiaoxiao frowned, Wu Wu's appearance was a bit of an obstacle to their plans, she could only instruct Zhu Xiaochang: "Xiaochang, contact Xu Zengshou at his place, Wu Wu can only leave it to them."

Hearing Shu Xiaoxiao's instructions, Xiaochang could only take out the phone and call the other side, telling them what was happening here. He then heard from the other side: "There's actually such a thing, you said that all the tendons in your body are broken, it's the same as Wang Dachui's injuries, looks like it's done by the same person, okay, I will send someone over to pick you guys up right now, wait for a while."

Shu Xiaoxiao heard that someone was coming to pick him up, nodded, and said to Shang Qian: "Go and check if all the monitoring ants are functioning properly, we must maintain absolute safety, if you find anything suspicious, remember to notify me immediately."

"Okay, Sister Shu, where are you going? Won't you come with us to the boarding place? " Shang Qian immediately asked when he saw Shu Xiaoxiao getting ready to step out of the profound entrance.

"You guys go over there and wait for us. I-I need to make a trip to the Underground Fighting Ground. I can't stop worrying about him." After saying that, she opened the door and left, driving a rented carriage in the direction of Underground Fighting Ground.

On top of the No. 2 bus, Shi En was channeling all the inner strength in his body, because when the bus was bored, he suddenly thought about the unusual thing that happened to him last night. The current him, starting from his Dantian and moving up and down, black Flame Imprint Pattern appeared on his skin.

Liu Han, do you know what this is? Chu Mu said to the red-faced Liu Han who was sitting on the right.

"Hey, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? And you even have the effect of a tattoo. Don't even mention it, your current appearance is much better than when you draw Facebook." The red-faced Liu Han said as she drank the strong alcohol while staring at Shi En's face.

"What the heck? I almost forgot. I didn't draw any Facebook before I left." Shi En smacked his head. He actually forgot about this, what should he do now?

The red-faced Liu Han curled her lips and said, "What are you afraid of, isn't your current face the same as a painting or not?"

"What do you mean?"

The red-faced Liu Han pointed at the mirror in Shi En's pocket with her chin and said, "Don't you understand if you look at yourself in the mirror?"

Hearing him say that, Shi En immediately took out a mirror from his pocket, and looked at his face, only to see his face, which was not considered devastatingly beautiful, but was able to enchant quite a few women, actually revealing some strange black Flame Imprint Pattern. He quickly ripped open his collar and pulled up his pants again. He realized that more than half of his body was covered by this strange black Flame Imprint Pattern.

"This, this, what is going on?" Is it because I'm using my inner force? "

He quickly released his Qi, and the moment his Qi was released, the strange black Flame Imprint Pattern slowly returned to his Dantian and disappeared. In the mirror was that familiar face again.

"It seems like you're the same as me. It's because you practiced some kind of godly technique that caused this strange phenomenon." After finishing her sentence, the red-faced Liu Han immediately said somewhat sympathetically: "Ah, you have to be careful, otherwise you'll end up like me. To tell you the truth, I was even more handsome than you in the past."

"Is that for real? Don't scare me, I've never cultivated any kind of godly technique."

"If you didn't cultivate a divine art, then you must have eaten some sort of immortal pill. That's possible."

Immortal pills? Shi En suddenly thought back to a while ago, when he was in a coma from his injuries, he seemed to have dreamt that his master had forcefully stuffed a Great Recovery Pill into his body. He instantly sighed towards the sky, "Old Bastard, I'm not done with you!"

This was the third time Persian Girl had come to the Underground Fighting Ground. The first time, she came to probe the background, but unexpectedly, her traces were discovered by the people from the Underground Fighting Ground, and she was unable to defeat the unlucky people who caught her. She even allowed the External Devil Group to use her secret laboratory as a test subject, and after being injected with a secret serum, she was controlled by the External Devil Group and participated in the first night of the gamble with the Fighting Competition. Luckily, if she was in the wrong, she was forced out of the secret serum in her body with a palm strike by "Wang Dachui" in the arena.

And this second time, a large group of people from the Inverse Demon Sect had already arrived. Although she was saved by "Wang Dachui", she had also suffered the fate of appearing in the prime of the spring, which made her, the pure and pure Huang Hua's daughter, unable to bear it. She hid her hatred within her heart and secretly came to the Underground Fighting Ground, in an attempt to secretly kill the "Wang Dachui" who was trapped in a fighting heart, but unfortunately, at the critical moment, she was stopped and brought away by the upper echelons of the Inverse Demon Sect.

This was the third time, she knew that 'Wang Dachui' would have to fight with other people that had advanced to the final battle, competing for the only chance to bet on the prize money for the three days, so she knew that this was her last chance, so she could not miss it.

Although this kind of Fighting Competition was not as vast as the one at the Martial Arts Tournament, it still attracted a lot of attention. Therefore, all the members of the Illusory Demon Sect decided to act tonight.

This time, the seating area on the Underground Fighting Ground was restricted, unless the gamblers had bet more than fifty silvers on the Fighting Ground to be able to enter the third floor's audience seating. Thus, those gamblers had all placed their bets, all for the sake of taking a look at tonight's Ultimate Fighting Competition. The gamblers who were familiar with each other sat together in groups of twos and threes, discussing amongst themselves and expressing their views and opinions on their bet target.

There were more than forty thousand gamblers present, making the seats in the auditorium insufficient for a moment. Apart from the ordinary gamblers, some rich country gentry and local officials had also arrived in the south shed, and there were also many martial arts masters in the shed tonight. They all had great honors in the martial arts world, and they were all witnesses to tonight's finals.

At this time, the five people who had levelled up also arrived and waited in their respective resting rooms. Since Shi En had forgotten to draw his face, he could only circulate his Qi and use the strange Flame Imprint Pattern to pass the test. He scanned his surroundings and sure enough, other than Berserker Warrior, the other two participants seemed to have reached a secret agreement. From the fact that the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other, he could make out with a "kacha" gesture.

However, Shi En's expression was calm, and even though the other party was smiling, no one could tell what he was thinking at the moment. No one knew that he had silently asked questions of all the females in the families of the two young men.

Of course, Shi En did not look down on them because of this, he knew in his heart that other people still had a few tricks up their sleeves, and the only thing he could rely on was a normal palm with 100% of his Qi, but once he used this move, he would be done for, and would not use it unless he was at the last moment. Fortunately, the other few people who had levelled up did not put Shi En in their eyes, so he could find a chance to backstab them.

It was unknown if it was because of the black Flame Imprint Pattern, but Shi En felt his entire body was burning hot, and with the Underground Fighting Ground not releasing any cold air, he was hot to the point that the clothes underneath were all drenched with sweat. In the end, he had no choice but to take off his jacket and clothes completely.

"Eh, the Flame Imprint Pattern on this Wang Dachui … Take a look. "

The teacher was already in his forties, and his stature was somewhat tall and powerful. Although he was a female, he was half a head taller than an ordinary man, and this was the current head of the Emei Sect, Grand Master Mystic.

The hermit lady frowned, her eyes staring straight at Shi En who was standing in the resting room: "This Imprint Pattern, it can't be that..."

The bearded elder nodded and said while stroking his beard, "He should be. I didn't expect to see him here."

"Master, what exactly is that? It looks like a tattoo, what's so special about it? " An elegant young master standing behind the bearded old man asked with a guqin on his back.

"Um, that doesn't seem to be a tattoo. I heard teacher say it before, it seems to be called a Heavenly Punishment."